Not only Miyamoto Musashi heard what the Night Emperor was doing, but Chen Luo reacted faster than him.
As long as the Night Emperor makes a video statement in the name of an artist, even if some smart people can see that Tomoda Kenji has been framed, will ordinary people care?
In fact, most ordinary people believe what they see.
Especially now when the entire island country is agitated and in urgent need of an outlet to vent their emotions.
As soon as the video that Ye Huang mentioned comes out, just the spittle will drown Kenji Tomoda.
Even if Tomoda Kenji bribes many politicians, absolutely no one would dare to jump out to protect him at this time. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
They would just cut him off immediately, lest they get burned.
At this time, Takeo Miyamoto finally understood the reason why Chen Luo could become an agent of the Golden Triangle at such a young age.
In just such a brief half-day contact, he saw Chen Luo display his amazing resourcefulness and marksmanship, which could be described as both civil and military skills.
It's not surprising that such a powerful person can come to the fore.
"Miyamoto-san, you must find someone with no criminal record to pretend to be an artist, let alone leave biometric information on your clothes so that the Metropolitan Police Department can find clues."
"Don't worry, Chen Sang. I can handle this little matter."
Miyamoto Takeo glanced at the Night Emperor and said with a smile, "Then our cooperation is settled. Chen Sang, please provide a bank account number. I will pay half of the payment first, and then I will pay the full amount."
Upon hearing this, Chen Luo knew that Miyamoto Takeo trusted the Night Emperor, otherwise according to the rules, before seeing the goods, the deposit would usually be 10% to 30%.
Takeo Miyamoto just wanted to pay half of it, which is already very sincere.
"Okay, I'll send it to Miyamoto-san via text message."
As the Night Emperor spoke, he took out a mobile phone and after editing the text message, he looked at Takeo Miyamoto.
Takeo Miyamoto reacted quickly and gave his mobile phone number.
Chen Luo just looked at Ye Huang's operation and knew that this guy had stored the Trojan program in it in advance, and it was the latest Trojan virus that he had made with Ji Guang.
The Night Emperor must have reached this point a long time ago, waiting for Miyamoto Takeo to ask for the account.
As long as you hack Miyamoto Takeo's mobile phone, you can monitor his actions, find out when he uses the Laplace Demon program, and find a way to get the things.
Miyamoto Takeo had no suspicion at all. After receiving the text message, he forwarded it directly and then dialed the forwarded number.
"Transfer $50 million to this account."
"Hayi!"
After the person on the phone respectfully accepted the order, Takeo Miyamoto hung up the phone, and the car also stopped at the hospital at this time.
At this time, there was already a group of doctors in black suits and white coats waiting in the hospital. As soon as Miyamoto Takeo and Ye Huang got out of the car, this group of people took the initiative to greet them.
Bodyguards guarded them while two doctors came up to examine their injuries.
After a final physical check at the hospital, which confirmed that they had only broken their heads and suffered a slight concussion, the group left the hospital in a grand manner.
On the way, Miyamoto Takeo also showed the Night Emperor the receipt of the transfer.
The Night Emperor also made a phone call in front of Takeo Miyamoto, speaking in Burmese. Chen Luo knew the language, but could not understand it, and had no idea what the Night Emperor said.
"Miyamoto-san, the general has made arrangements to go to Chiba Port to receive the goods in three days."
"good!"
Miyamoto Takeo's eyes lit up, and he quickly spoke again, "Chen Sang, now find someone to make the artist's clothes..."
"Miyamoto-san, there is no need to do it, just find someone to buy it."
The Night Emperor interrupted Takeo Miyamoto with a smile, "I can recognize his equipment. The helmet is a new bulletproof tactical helmet of the US Army. You can tell from the color and luster of the cloak that it is made of bulletproof cloth.
I don’t know if Miyamoto-san has any connections in the United States. As long as you are willing to spend money, you can still buy the real thing and there is no need to imitate it.”
A strange feeling arose in Chen Luo's heart. He had already seen that the Night Emperor was hinting to Miyamoto Takeo to go to Blood and Fire to buy real artist equipment.
Blood and Fire was originally an industry owned by Yun Dian. As a middle-level manager of Yun Dian, Miyamoto Akihiko had no problem purchasing equipment from Blood and Fire.
The Night Emperor was obviously digging a hole for Miyamoto Takeo, because if he bought it from Blood and Fire, it would definitely be the real thing.
The Night Emperor only needs to get evidence, such as taking a picture of Takeo Miyamoto getting something.
Miyamoto Takeo was going to find someone to impersonate the artist, and he would definitely have to direct his actions and record the video that the Night Emperor said.
The Night Emperor only needs to use the Trojan horse program in Miyamoto Takeo's mobile phone to turn on the microphone and record the sound, or directly record the video at the scene.
It's not difficult to do this. He just needs to prepare a pinhole camera and follow him to record the whole process.
When the time comes, post the video online or send it to the TV station.
Then the things that deceived Tomoda Kenji can happen again to Miyamoto Takeo, and then I'm afraid even Miyamoto Akihiko won't be able to escape.
Chen Luo originally bought the equipment from Blood and Fire. As long as people from the Metropolitan Police Department analyze and compare the equipment and materials on the first video, they can immediately tell that it is the same one.
With real equipment and video as evidence, even if Miyamoto Takeo is not recognized as a member of the artist group, it will be a disaster for the Miyamoto family.
Chen Luo was amazed when he saw it. This guy Ye Huang was really digging a hole every step of the way, making everyone jump into the hole themselves.
Especially Takeo Miyamoto, not only did he take the initiative to jump into the trap, but he also wanted to be grateful to the Night Emperor.
"What Chen Sang said makes sense. You have to do a complete set for a show. If you use fake equipment, those bastards from the Metropolitan Police Department might be able to tell."
Takeo Miyamoto's eyes flashed, and he quickly said, "I have some connections in the United States. I will contact you later to see if I can buy these two things."
The Night Emperor nodded and suddenly asked, "Miyamoto-san, is the hotel I stayed in last night owned by your people?"
"Is Chen Sang not satisfied with that hotel?"
"No, a woman came into my room last night.
But I was drunk at the time and didn't remember what this woman looked like.
When I woke up and went to the hotel to look for the surveillance camera, I found that the surveillance camera had been deleted and I had no idea what she was doing in my room."
Miyamoto Takeo glanced at the Night Emperor in surprise, "Did Chen Sang lose something important?"
The Night Emperor shook his head, "That's not true. Instead, she left something very valuable."
The Night Emperor smiled and took out the hairpin and handed it to Takeo Miyamoto.
Miyamoto Takeo took the hairpin and took a look. He immediately recognized the brand and knew that this thing was not cheap.
"This thing should not be mass-produced, and ordinary people can't afford it."
Miyamoto Takeo looked at it for a few times, returned the hairpin to the Night Emperor, and said with a smile, "I just happen to be planning to take Chen Sang to Ginza. The Chanel store is there. Let's go and ask."
The Night Emperor nodded slightly and said, "I still want to trouble Miyamoto-san to use your resources to help me find out who the woman who entered my room is."
"no problem!"
Miyamoto Takeo agreed without thinking. Compared with the help of saving his life, this small favor is really nothing.
After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.
He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.
Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.
Where is this?
Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.
A single dorm?
Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.
And my own body...how could I not have any injuries at all?
With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.
The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.
But the problem is, this is not him!
My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.
And now, no matter how you look, this appearance is that of a high school student...
This change left Shi Yu stunned for a long time.
Don't tell him that the operation was successful...
My body and appearance have all changed. This is not a matter of surgery or not, but magic.
He turned into a completely different person!
Could it be...that he traveled through time?
In addition to the mirror placed beside the bed, which was obviously not feng shui-friendly, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.
Shi Yu picked it up and took a look. The title of the book instantly silenced him.
"Essential Animal Breeding Manual for Beginner Breeders"
"Postpartum Care of Pet Pets"
"Evaluation Guide for Interracial Beast-Eared Girls"
Shi Yu:???
The names of the first two books are pretty normal, but what happened to the last one?
"cough."
Shi Yu looked solemnly and stretched out his hand, but his arm soon stiffened.
Just when he wanted to open the third book and see what it was about, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a large number of memories came flooding back.
Icefield City.
Pet animal breeding base.
Intern pet breeder. Provide you with the great god Fang Yebai's I took away myself